Chapter 1264

Huh? Not only that, in the moment of perceiving this vision, ye Lingfeng also felt that his clothes were pulled. He looked down and saw that it was jincanlonggu who was pulling his clothes. He immediately said, "do you want to go there?"

Although jincanlonggu couldn't speak, he nodded his head with a look of longing.

When ye Lingfeng saw the action of the golden silkworm dragon bug, he suddenly moved in his heart. He remembered the scene when the golden silkworm dragon bug was intoxicated in the breath of the fierce dragon king when he was in the ancient martial arts contest. And according to Jiang Kou, jincanlonggu can transform infinitely and become a dragon nine times. If you can see the process of the fierce dragon king turning into a dragon, it may be good for it.

Not only for the sake of jincanlonggu, ye Lingfeng himself is curious about the process of turning Jiaocheng into a dragon, and wants to see it with his own eyes.

What is dragon? It is the totem of China and the belief that lingers in the blood of every Chinese. How can ye Lingfeng miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a living fierce dragon to transform into a real dragon.

"Goodbye, everyone." Thinking of this, ye Lingfeng couldn't help feeling excited. After winking at Angelica dahurica, Honglian and Qin Ming, he arched at Liang Tianzheng, huatingshu, Hongjing monk and Yang Tianshu, and rushed to the location of Leijie.

"Brother ye, wait a moment. We'll join in the fun at this time." But what ye Lingfeng didn't expect was that after Yang Tianshu and others looked at each other, they also kept up with Ye Lingfeng and rushed to the position of the fierce dragon.

Although I don't know what happened, just looking at the vision, Yang Tianshu felt that there should be something extraordinary happening there. How would ye Lingfeng be willing to be a beauty expert and want to get a piece of the past.

Ye Lingfeng is also lazy to pay attention to them, just take care of themselves with Angelica dahurica and others quickly toward the dragon pool.

Damn son of a bitch, I will kill you when I break through my cultivation in the future! In a twinkling, there were no people around cangqi Pavilion, but Meng Feilong, who was seriously injured, was still in the same place. Meng Feilong could not help gnashing his teeth because of his intense sense of loss.

Hee hee But just after he swore in secret, he was ready to stand up with strong support. Suddenly, a burst of joking laughter came from his ear, which made him wonder if several people turned back. But after turning his head, he found that not far away from him, I don't know when, there was a young man with eyebrows like gold powder, who looked like a three eyed man at first glance.

This person is the one who enters the eternal world with Fang Yun and belongs to the Xiaoyao cave.

"Who are you?" Staring at the young man, Meng Feilong felt a little confused. He didn't understand why there was a strange face in the immortal world, which should only have ten of them. The Qi emitted from the other person was different from all the ancient martial arts practitioners he had come into contact with.

"The lower pariah, dare to ask my identity." Di fan smiles indifferently. After sweeping Meng Feilong twice, he says faintly: "hand over the two longevity records on you. I can give you a good time..."

Although I don't know who Di fan is or why his breath is so strange, Meng Feilong is also arrogant. Especially after he suffered a loss in Ye Lingfeng's hand, his anger is rising. Now I hear that di fan is so unscrupulous, and he is burning with anger. He pushes his hand to the ground, and his body is like an arrow to kill him.

In his fury, Meng Feilong now uses the unique secret skill of Tianling Pavilion, wind cutting finger. This secret skill has a strong stimulating effect on the blood gas of the human body. When it is used, it can make people walk like the wind and attack more sharp as the wind.

Although Meng Feilong is just beginning to learn this secret skill, when his body impacts, waves appear in the void. It seems that there are countless strong winds blowing through the heaven and the earth to disperse this space.

Wind cutting refers to the supreme secret of Tianling Pavilion. Even because of the existence of this secret, he thinks that he will have a chance to kill Ye Lingfeng in the future. Yixue is now a disgrace.

And in his mind, in his own this hard hit, the unknown Di fan, will surely die without a burial place.

But di fan doesn't seem to see his fierce move. The smile at the corner of his mouth is still cold. Just as Meng Feilong's attack is about to reach him, Meng Feilong suddenly feels that di fan's eyebrow is like a vertical eye smeared with gold powder, as if to open it.

At the beginning, he thought it was an illusion in his mind, but soon he found that it was not an illusion, but a real scene in front of him. As soon as the vertical eyes of Di fan's eyebrows opened, the strange smell around his body suddenly became hundreds of times stronger, and there was a bright light in the vertical eyes, just like the dazzling sunshine.

Just touching the sunshine, Meng Feilong felt a kind of creepy feeling in his heart. He felt as if he had already stepped into the gate of hell, even deeper than his fear when he faced Ye Lingfeng.

"Untouchables, accept the verdict of death!" At this time, along with di fan's mouth, a faint voice suddenly sounded. Although the voice was not too big, it came to Meng Feilong's ears, but it was like thunder.

Then, he was shocked to find that under the golden light of the vertical eye in the center of Di fan's eyebrows, his attack of cutting off the wind completely dissipated in an instant, and all the attacks were eliminated in the invisible.Not only that, every inch of his flesh and blood, which was illuminated by the golden light, seemed to be cut down by a sharp sword at the moment. He was in agony. Even his soul seemed to be torn apart.

Who the hell is this guy? Before Meng Feilong could understand this problem, he felt that his body suddenly lightened, then a sharp pain suddenly swept through his body, and then his consciousness fell into nothingness.

If outsiders are here at this moment, they will surely find that Meng Feilong's body, which is shrouded in the golden light, is constantly falling apart, just like countless pieces of vermicelli powder, scattered in the world.

And after all his body dissipated, in his original position, only two rusty red iron pieces were left, floating slowly under the golden light, just like being in the water.

"Two is not enough, but it's better than nothing." After grabbing the two longevity records in his hand, di fan looks at the Hualong pool where the fierce dragon wants to turn the Dragon into Jackie Chan. A smile appears at the corner of his mouth, and he says, "I didn't expect that there would be a dragon in the immortal world. If you can take out the Jiaoyuan in the jiaoneidan, it would be a great tonic."

After the voice falls, di fan puts away the picture of longevity and rushes to the location of Hualong pool.